Rose Child

[Brittany]

I fluttered by delicatly
To here a small voice calling me
"Who's there?" i called confusedly

"Tis me, down here.
I had to speak out when i heard a fairy so near
I was wondering if you could help me my dear?"

I looked down to see a small bud of a rose
Her delicate petals were oh so close
And i wonder how many there were of those

"How can i help you?"
I wondered if it was a bug I could shoo
Or maybe a bird or too

"You see it's spring now
And everything else has bloomed somehow
Except me, i'm the only unbloomed now

"but if you could use your fairy dust
then my petals they must,
they must spread into a beautiful bust

Being like this is so lonely
Can't you see?
so, would you please help me?"

Her story made me saddened
how could mother natures heart have been blackened
only to this poor rose, forcing her petals to be matted

"of course i'll help you my dear
Just give me a moment here
to draw some magic near."

I gathered my golden dust around her
her petals opened as if they smiled
if only she had a mirror
she was no longer a rose child.